Thursday, November 23, 2006

Washed away.

Washing my soul away
I feel cleaner today.
I feel you calling so far
Falling down from a star.

Clean, no dirt around
I still feel so down.
Clean, no fear around
I am still bound.

Bound to you
Help me through,
Bound to me
I'll set you free.

My sins are washed
(washed away).
My sins are washed
(no longer to stay).

Holy water from hell
I feel so blessed
with a curse to tell
what I've confessed.

Bound to you
Help me through,
Bound to me
I'll set you free.

Crystal water,
so fresh
Ice in powder,
Freeze me to rest.

Trapped in a prison of ice
surrounded by a flame,
My soul cut in a slice
Open out to shame.

Bound to you
Help me through,
Bound to me
I'll set you free
Let the devil out now (out now)
So I can reach out to thee...

F.M.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Porque tu és especial.

O que foi que fiz
Onde foi que errei.
Escrevo no quadro, sem giz
O quanto te adoro, o que sei.

Hoje aqui, amanhã longe
Para ti sempre perto
Com o coração aberto
À espera que tudo dê certo.

Olha para mim
Eu olho p'ra ti
Isto não é o fim
Por favor sorri.

Apaixonado, preso
ao sentimento perfeito
Com o pensamento aceso
Se assim quiseres, aceito.

Um beijo, carinho sem fim
Um olhar, de longe tão perto
Um toque, tão quente com as tuas mãos frias.
Estou aqui sem sono, aquecedor humano.

F.M.

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Draw me

Do it please, do it again
Let me see you do it,
That with your pen
as good as you see fit.

Magic lines and drawings
you make them so fine.
Draw me some wings
and lead me with a sign.

A sign of love you bring
An olive branch of peace.
Give me your hand love,
I'll give you the ring.

I feel like singing
even when I'm mute.
I feel like looking
even if I'm blind.

The troubles behind
Fast forward now,
Pressing rewind
Deep in my mind.

I feel your touch
traveling in the wind
It's never too much.
I feel your comfort
through the sunshine,
It makes me feel so fine.

Draw my love in curve lines.
Draw my face in bland spots.
Draw my sins in dark colors
Draw me now love, back in your arms.

F.M.

Saturday, November 18, 2006

No to War!

Oh oh oh
Let if flow,
Eager to go
but I'll just say no.

Not to lie,
Not to spy,
Not everything goes by
the murderous sky.

Vini, vidi, vici
their fingers so itchy
of war and power
coming from that tower.

No to war,
No to pain,
Keep those thoughts far
as there is no gain.

Will it end tomorrow
or will it end today
my heart is full of sorrow
and my voice is kept at bay.

The breezes of the east
are coming around to feast
on our wicked machine
that produces every single sin.

Vicious circles arrive
in a sea of pain to dive,
People will never behave
and there will be no one left to save.

Oh oh oh
Dont let it flow
Please, keep it low
but they'll just say: Go!

Flávio Murilhas

No Stress

Don't stress your life
Give it a simple rest.
Keep it easy and move on slow
Until you're ready to let it go.

Things may seem complicated,
But everything goes on place.
Once you take a deep breath
It will no longer be a mess.

Life streaming live on my eyes
faster than the clouds on the skies,
I urge it to stay still, but oh
only if it knew how I feel.

Stop now, please!
It's no joy to tease
a broken link, like me,
just to let it sink.

Only if time could stop,
I would go back to mop
Imperfections on my past,
So that I could make it last.

Relax and live in peace.
Stand waiting for a kiss
Of the gentle warm breeze
No stress baby, please.

F.M.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Amor/Tristeza

Isolado. Sozinho aqui,
como? Ainda não percebi.
O que fiz para merecer
tal castigo ao meu ser.

Através do deserto pensamento,
das aridas paragens da memória,
aqui estou a vasculhar na história
ainda à procura daquele momento.

O amor existe, O amor é triste
Deixa-me só começar.
O amor existe, O amor é triste
Só pelo teu olhar.

Momento de solidão,
Momento de paragens,
Momento de dizer não,
Momento de fome
pois tiraram-me o pão.

Tirara-me o pão da boca,
o momento de saborear
o momento de amar
o momento de festejar.

Os prazeres da vida
foram para nunca mais voltar
Os prazeres da vida
foram para nunca mais amar.

O amor existe para quem quer amar
O amor existe para quem souber chorar
O amor é triste pois não sei o que é
O amor é triste, por favor,
Ensina-me a amar.

O amor existe, O amor é triste
Deixa-me só começar.
O amor existe, O amor é triste
Só pelo teu olhar.

F.M.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Animal Spirit

I feel like an animal
and I feel so wild,
This is not so normal
As I'm no longer a child.

Sly like a fox I feel
roaming around so free
I'm electric as an eel
And dizzy like a bee.

Bouncing like a monkey
on a tall tall tree,
looking as far as I can
just to picture what I see.

Making paths underneath
I feel like a blind mole
Below the five, six feet
with its head on a single goal.

Lazy as an elephant I travel
around the places I care,
I just feel everything serves to ravel
and most things arent fair.

Free as a bird I came
roaming around my realm.
Now its not the same
as I'm wearing this prisoner helm.

Life as an animal is underated
with nothing so complicated,
But I'll remain as an human being
and when I see a lion, I'll start fleeing.

F.M.

Sunday, November 12, 2006

Deserto de ideias

Momentos de espera eternos
o tempo a passar, todos estes Invernos
Cruéis e sem piedade
e tudo o que me deixas agora é a saudade.

Sempre assim vai ser
era o que estava destinado a acontecer
momentos passados com um sorriso
agora me levam para longe do paraíso.

Ás voltas na minha cama
para saber onde é que a pus,
a tentar descobrir o que aconteceu à chama
que nos aquecia e dava luz
pelas estradas tortas e caminhos direitos
que conduzem aos tempos perfeitos.

Os rios secaram quando eu tinha sede
Tudo morria quando eu tinha fome
e é assim que a tristeza se mede
e a velocidade a que a minha vida se consome.

Olho para os campos floridos sem flores
e para as florestas eternas sem árvores
de volta à doce melancolia
de uma vida vazia.

A tristeza enche os olhos dos felizes
à luz da felicidade maltratada
tal como uma pessoa mal-amada
vai de encontro às suas raízes.

Estás perto do longe
que esteve a meio caminho
perdido no inicio do fim.
Estás lá, estás cá
no fundo aqui sozinho
a vida é mesmo assim.

Flávio Murilhas

Friday, November 10, 2006

Cross

I cross the lines
and all the signs
of your presence
and everything else
that makes no sense.

I'll make this line long so you can see the effort I'm making
And I'll keep typing until you realise I'm not lying to you
I'll just stay here on this paper until I can see myself fainting
And until I can feel every move that you do.

Cross fading away from the shading
of my erased drawings of you
I will end up stealing your heart
If you let me to.

Coloring a book with an invisible pencil
In a way that the colors glow and shine
Coloring a piece of my heart
That you left rotting by.

Turn on the power
when the electricity is down
Go take a shower
When theres no water available in town.

I feel, I seek, I go
I left everything still
on the way to the things below
the sky and above the surface
and now its all so real.
I can still dream of you
with that smile on your face,
relaxed beyond all worries
in that little room you call your place.

Flávio Murilhas.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Diamond Stars

So bright and still so dark
Beginning of the new age
Where everything's at a new stage
of development and creation
just like a human relation
venturing around the top
of a bottomless pit
with fledged edges to stop
and not a single place to sit.

Do you still want to look down?

Sit down with me
in the only empty place
as we have so much to see
like those gentle eagles full of grace.
The ancient trees
and the orange skies
above our heads telling no lies,
nor to stay or to depart.

Do you still want to cross the river?

Sit down with me
near the dry river
of silver tears, golden rocks
and diamond stars.
Listen to the sound
of the gentle silence
and fall asleep with me..

Do you still want to stay with me?

Sit down with me
cuddle around my love
listen to the song of the dove
I swear this is the only place I want to be.

The place where you are near
and there's no room for fear
where I hold you softly
and kiss you gently
until the end of time..

By Flávio Murilhas

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Honesty Is No More

Turning around just to be found,

away for the goals of my past,
no longer trapped or bound,
and free from everything at last.

Your eyes so clear
Your mouth so near
I can still feel your breath.
Your hair so free
Waving like the leafs on a tree
I'm finally ready to face death.

Please end my suffering
where you hold me on place
pretending to care
not being clear,
that takes away the fear
of ever thinking of losing you
and finally wake up to the truth.

All these days, months and years
where you moved all of the gears
of evil and treason,
and I still see no reason
for such an act of cowardy.

Please be honest
have no fear
and do not hesitate to talk,
all those feelings that you steer
away from the paths of light
so we cannot see the writings in chalk.

Your eyes so clear
Your mouth so near
I can still feel your breath.
Your body quiver
as the water shiver

I can finally see death.


Flávio Murilhas Dedicado a ti! **

Monday, November 06, 2006

Dreaming

Here I stand to hold
Close to you
Ready to unfold
The things that you do.

I am dreaming again
That I make part of a plan
Consuming my soul
Not just a part but a whole.

As I look downwards
Into the things I've done
Some I deeply regret
And now I'm left alone.

Dreaming once more,
About you
Dreaming once more,
I'm ready to get through.

Dreaming.... leaves no traces
Its full of empty spaces
Deep in my mind,
I stand aside.. Once more.

Flavio Murilhas

Crow's sad song

Everything is so messed up now
along with the sad song from the crow.
In this remnant times of the end
Theres one thing that shall never bend.
My love for you still makes me shiver
and I still hope that it will never quiver.
The good times are yet still to come,
as there's anything to be undone.

Let me peek into the future
just to see you there
with everything to bear,
dancing under the dim light
of the twisted blackhole
with nothing but a single goal.

Things make no sense now
and I'm lost inside myself
Trying to reach the outer circles of loneliness.
There you stand quietly on your shelf
staring at the helpless me
as I'm not the person I used to be.

Let me peek into the past
to watch the void of life
when everything went so fast.
Turning myself into the magical
4 leaf-clover of sorrow
and now I have nothing left to give or to borrow.

Slidding along the edges of the jagged end
and after all the tiles and tribulations
I know you will always be my friend.
Through all the mathmatical functions
I still know it was all worthwhile
And I would not change anything
even for a little inch or a mile.

I Love you now and please have no doubts.

I love You....


Flávio Murilhas